make it a dreamspun gown.
Watch for the morning
with long held breath.
There begins summer
just past nearest rise.
Coming for you
Can not cancel it. It's too Late!
Meet it with wisdom;
well prepared for their lies.
They will make you want
what they want you to want.
Til your tied down
and in gossamer caught.
Vain in beauty
feeble in thought,
bare your teeth.
Live a life only you wrought,
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